Know your nooks
Cats are exquisitely skilled creatures. They are gifted at acquiring fish mush and veneration. They are talented at adapting to change. But they are arguably at their best when finding nooks.*
Cats are exquisitely skilled creatures. They are gifted at acquiring fish mush and veneration. They are talented at adapting to change. But they are arguably at their best when finding nooks.*
Mother’s Day makes for many, many feelings. Throw a global pandemic into the mix, and we’re all tiny children in a feely field of goo.
There are certain phrases that have been, shall we say, loved to death in recent years. “On point.” “Low-hanging fruit.” “Existential crisis.” “On the margins.”
Today’s blog post is sponsored by the known unknowns. We tried to get a sponsorship from the unknown unknowns, but they never responded.
Did you notice that we totally skipped our monthly Epilogues post for March? No? Me neither, apparently.
So you’re scared. I have good news, whether or not you want to hear it: you are not scared to death.
These are, as they say, the times that try men’s souls. And women’s. And congresspersons’. And wombats’. And the soul of language itself.
We’re contagious creatures, you and me. I don’t mean in that way, although we’re certainly that too. Stay home; wear your mask; protect the vulnerable; remember we’re all vulnerable. Etceteraaah. But today I mean we’re contagious like cats are contagious, for good and for ill.
For fifty years, we human beans have been celebrating Earth Day. May the fiftieth one be one to remember.